Thursday, January 14, 2010

7 things you didn't need to know about me.

Ok, this is an easy post... I like these. The wonderful Maria over at Bored Mommy has given me the Kreativ Blogger Award (I guess it's more creative if you misspell 'creative???) I like this award because it will not only let me tell you some interesting facts about myself, hopefully I will learn something about my fellow 'kreativ' bloggers. First, the rules:

The rules for accepting this award are:1) Thank the person giving the award (thank you Maria!)2) Copy the award to your blog3) Place a link to their blog4) Name 7 things people don’t know about you5) Nominate 7 bloggers6) Place a link to those bloggers7) Leave a comment letting those bloggers know about the award

The SEVEN Things People Don’t Know About Me:

When I was first married (around 26 years old) we, by an odd sequence of events, ended up with a 17 year old German exchange student for a year. Being the 26 year old mother of a 17 year old boy for a year is a whole blog in itself. Perhaps someday I will expound.

I was barefoot at my wedding... the whole day, for that matter. Although I did not ever want a stereotypical church wedding, I did want a beautiful gown. But there was no way I was going to wear some shoes on my wedding day that I would never wear in real life. So I didn't. And good thing. We were married on a cliff overlooking the ocean where I had to climb these stone stairs to get to the 'alter'. I can just envision the outcome if I had been wearing some ridiculous shoes making that hike.

I love, LOVE, Broadway shows. Although I could never live in a city, I certainly adore visiting. The first show I saw on Broadway was Phantom of the Opera. I could never do it justice if I tried to explain the experience. Put it on your bucket list.

I have had four pregnancies and one miscarriage. Statistics tell us that between 25% and 40% of conceptions result in a miscarriage, so I was confused when I had one (as I still am today) why I never heard women talk about them. It is something I have been meaning to explore further.

I lived in Maine for the first 20 years of my life... except for a random few months when my mom up and moved us to Missouri. I know... Missouri? Who the hell picks up and moves from Maine to Missouri? What is in Missouri? Not much, from what I can recall at age five.

The very first guy I ever dated came out of the closet years later. My parents laughed at me. They always knew there was something a little 'off' about him. He liked Depeche Mode... I should have taken the hint.

We owned chickens when I was little. I remember seeing a chicken with no head running around after the ax came down (literally). It's pretty traumatising to have a pet and then have him on the dinner table the next day. I refused chicken for a long while. I also refused beef after being taken to see a slaughterhouse. When you are five and see a cow after he has gone through the belly ripper as he hangs upside down to bleed to death, it changes your view of McDonalds hamburgers. I associate slaughterhouses and tortured cattle with Missouri. I don't like Missouri.

See, I bet you never knew those things about me. Now, I want to learn something about some of the bloggers I stalk:

I also love the barefoot thing. My husband is a foot taller than me so I knew I wanted to wear heels. I put it off (as usual) and had to grab a pair from a Shoe Carnival on my way to a dress fitting! So they were a little funkier than they might otherwise have been which was perfect for me!